Word: bluebooks
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...theme. The ebb and flow of one life during four hectic and fleeting years in the most stubborn, parsimonious, tyrannical, antediluvian, irritating, tractable, generous, democratic, progressive, lovable university in America. To those who will become only a name with numerals on a card index file and a musty bluebook--goodbye. Your worthwhile additions to college life, and there were some, will be remembered; the rest forgotten. You are not Harvard any more. But you are, always Harvard...
...anti-union propaganda, especially among workers' wives), "hooker" (spies who tempt workers to become spies). But the report's dynamite was a list of some 2,500 U. S. companies found as clients of detective agencies. "The list, as a whole," the report observed, "reads like a bluebook of American industry...
...peering at his neighbors' efforts. To no avail. After ten minutes of futile endeavor, he collected his belongings, strode to the door, and handed in his work. As he prepared to leave, the proctor called him back. Slightly perturbed, he returned, and stood, looking. "You have not signed your bluebook," the menial said. And that...
...pastimes of A. Lawrence Lowell, President emeritus. Many Harvard boys pride themselves on their prowess during Marblehead Race week, on their skill in trimming a lib, or on their strength on the main sheet, leaving their Socratic mentors in the Yard to find them new questions for the winter bluebook season. But they do not leave Dr. Lowell behind. Harvard's honored ex-president spent three days of July cruising from Mr. Desert Island in Maine, to Marlon on the Cape, and had so much animal spirits left when he arrived there that he insisted on rowing the rest...
...case they abuse their privileges. There is still extant a Professor who walked into the New Lecture Hall to see how his assistant was supervising an examination in his popular survey course. To his immense irritation he found a young man standing in the middle of the centre aisle bluebook in one hand, examination paper and pen in the other, gazing unconcernedly about at the papers of other young men, making no move to answer the questions for himself in his own bluebook. "Sit down!" the professor thundered. The young man sat down. The professor turned his back, the young...